It was almost three weeks after I had gotten the shot. It was a Thursday and the first mission would be in just three days, when I could get my next injection. Which I had been feeling guilty about. I knew it was wrong to hide it from my parents, to hide it from mom. I guess technically I hid everything from dad since he's never around. That thought saddened me so I tried to switch back. Apparently my nerves had been large enough that they completely showed through my normal behavior, enough that Kacchan noticed and even asked me about it. The idea of a worried Kacchan was so unusual it almost scared me at the time.

Part of me wondered if I told mom now, how she would react. It hadn't been hard to hide it, it was almost extraordinarily easily, in fact to hide it. She saw the bandage once, and I told her I had gotten scrapped while running. She knew I was good enough with this to do it by myself so she never pried, she was always busy with things to do. But I wondered, if I even made it into UA, would I have to hide where I lived? Where would I say I lived on application and residence forms, what about parentage? And if I can't even keep this a secret from my mom, it's not nearly as large as the secret I'll be keeping at UA. If I can't keep this a secret, how will I ever keep that a secret?

And yet I still feel a need to tell her. Maybe she'll forgive me. Maybe it'll work out. Maybe it'll be okay as long as she isn't the one paying for it. Somehow. Somehow these words convince me that it'll work out. That everything would be okay.

I walk down to the kitchen where my mom is making dinner. I slowly explain what happened, leaving out everything involving Rose. I simply explain that the reputation of the place is really high, almost as high official medical institutions and is generally a lot cheaper. I tell her I got it in shot form instead of tablets because it was cheaper per pill, and that that's what the bandage was actually from. I bow my head down and apologize for lying to her and keeping it hidden, but I felt too bad to keep it hidden for long.

She doesn't say anything for the longest time. She keeps making dinner. We eat dinner in silence and I'm about to head to my room for the night after having watched a Hero movie with her next to me when she grabs me and stops me. "No." She says. She has tears in her eyes, "No, no izuku."

"I… no to what?"

"No. That. That isn't your room Izuku. You promised me. You promised me you wouldn't go and do anything dangerous. How exactly is this not dangerous? You could have gotten a horrible infection! It doesn't matter to me what random people on the internet say about safety! That doesn't mean anything when it's still from a black market! You can't trust what they give you there Izuku you can't!"

"I'm sorry mom…"

"What am I supposed to do if I can't even keep my precious child safe? I can't even keep you safe in my own home Izuku! Just. Leave." I stop in my tracks. Her tears get louder and I can see the falling on the ground. "Please. Izuku. Please. Tell me it was all a lie…." I don't say anything. Her words get louder. "It was a lie wasn't it Izuku! This whole thing was just a lie! You've been such a good boy such a good child! You wouldn't go behind my back like this would you Izuku?"

"I'm sorry mama…" I let myself tear up and walk out the door.

As I walked out of the door, Game activated and showed a screen:

You current ATTRIBUTES and SKILLS are not sufficient to survive without shelter. For your self-preservation, please seek shelter.